My Smoking Fetish

Chapter 1 by Storm_dragon17 Storm_dragon17

You know I love a woman who smokes. It doesn’t matter if she’s blonde, brunette, red head, if she has a thing for cigarettes I have a thing for her. I just love to watch a girl’s big tits heave up and down as she draws on her smoke. I love to watch her exhale and the creamy white fog surround her head. I once knew a girl who trained herself to get wet while she smoked, like a sex primer and by the time she was done you better be naked. Kristen was her name and she was quite the little exhibitionist as long as it meant she could indulge her addiction and usually get my dick in the process. She liked to wear bras that were too small and with tits like hers they wore out quickly. She was a double D easily and overflowing a bra turned her on as much as it did me. She liked leather too, so an overfull bra and tight leather pants were all it took to have me rock hard. Then she would pull a cigarette from between her big soft pillows and run it across her lips. I was never allowed to touch her until she was finished; if I did the orgasms were nowhere near as intense. It was like smoking before and during sex heightened the experience for both of us. I would sit patiently on the corner of the bed and watch her take that first intoxicating breath in. Her body would glow and her curves became more pronounced. Her already impressive breast meat would seemed to swell beyond the flimsy undergarment that failed to contain it. She would slip it off and blow the next smokey breath across her hardening nipples. With a twist of her nubs and a high pitched squeal she would move toward me. I watched her work a hand into her panties, then bring the cum drenched fingers to my mouth. “Taste?” She would ask with seduction burning in her eyes. With a nod I would lick the outside edges of her hand and savor the plentiful juice already on her fingertips, this only gets better. She lowered my pants to expose my throbbing cock, “Want me?” She asked next bringing her burning pussy within reach, though still clad in black panties. Again a nod from me, “Not yet” she would say, you’re not ready. Such a tease I know, but well worth it I thought. She knelt between my legs and brought her smoke filled mouth to the head of my penis only to let it flow out across the length of my cock and down to my balls. This sensation was almost as addictive as stuffing her needy pussy, but she wanted me in her mouth 1st. I leaned back as her supple lips engulfed me and the heat of her mouth penetrated my most sensitive of nerves. She would cycle back and forth between me and her cigarette always exhaling over me, this made me harder than I ever was before. Then came her massage, she loved having her boobs covered in my cum so she squeezed her meat together until my cock all but disappeared. “Cum for my tits” she begged as her motions became faster and the excessive mams shook as if preceding an earthquake. The quake was coming, or rather cumming from within me. After she finished her smoke, she would shout for me to let go, and shoot my load for her. This was not a pleasure I was about to deny her after working so hard. Showering her breasts and neck with cream always made her hot enough to fuck, so crawling up my hips and positioning me just outside her hole always followed. She began to rub my spunk into her chest and nipples, then a gasp and her tit meat began to quiver. “It’s happening” she said “and your cum is gonna make me do it, you might want to hold on.”

What's about to happen to her?

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